It’s like running into an old lover 20, 30, 40 years down the road. Not the same person at all. Changed a whole lot. Yet . . . somehow, whe

These days. Wanting everything to hit just so. Like that moment a song comes on the radio and you sing your heart out cause of that pent...

These days. A simple image comes to mind. Two lines that intersect. The image lingers for hours, days. Lasts longer than I wish. Says...

These days. I am no longer haunted half as much by the broken places in my life. Riffs and shifts. Fields planted with promise. Not a...

These days. Remembering other-worldly places I have been. Teenage days where rain turned us away from the beach, lightning kicked us off...

These days. My Grandmother and all that she was to me is close at hand. Never more than today when I think of how many years we gathered...

These days. I think of dead people. A lot. Getting older, friends and family going on and leaving me behind. Here to remember, hold...